Your principals,
Not for hire
Your feelings
Good and fine.
I would have loved
To have met you
But that good luck
Was never mine
Although
Mysteriously,
Inexplicably
You’ve never
Left my heart
Nor left my mind
I know, deep down
Someone like you
In reality’s omission,
Cold precision,
I shall never find.
Of the beholder,But in those, bolderThat see in Her,Inspired clarity,Spirituality’sUndying Love.
Things that follow you,A lot!Lost in Life’s frenzy,Do we ever stop to thinkThat we’re all little topsSpinning in life’s heat,Spinning a lot,In Life’s lost road,Hearts that beat,Afraid and weakKnowing not where to go,Nor even, what to seek.
My thoughts come out in Verse,They don’t try to,They just do.
They transform banality,Into poetic wing.
I drop a poem on the Sea,A ship that has already sailed,And tears that have already failedFor you, I cannot see.I navigate without a port,A fallen star as guide,And I will never feel as sad,As Sad as I’m tonight!
And Fast Food addiction,With no vision,Waiting for giveaways,From some Lying politician.
